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goes the legend of Bonnie and Clyde. The poem that she wrote of the life that they led. Told of the lawmen left dying or dead. Some say that Clyde made her life a shame. But the legend made Bonnie the
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Bonnie was a waitress in a small cafe. Clyde Barrow was the rounder that took her away. They both robbed and killed until both of them died. So goes the legend of Bonnie and Clyde The poems that
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These are days of hit and run in the stream with everyone. Is a moments of our lives. On a wandering river, going on together. Many journeys to arrive I've been walking through the valley
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These are days of hit and run in the stream with everyone. Is a moments of our lives. On a wandering river, going on together. Many journeys to arrive I've been walking through the valley
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Bài hát Feather On The Clyde - Passenger. Well there’s a river that runs through Glasgow. And makes her but it breaks her and takes her into the parks. And her current just like my blood flows. Down
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While passing through the clouds of diamond dust. As two mock suns arise beside our one. The sun dogs guide the way towards the east. And set behind the valley of calm trees The destination
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Bài hát American Fun - The Stompers. Joanne she tries so hard she put heels on her feet. She’s abandoned her sneakers now she’s walking a brand new beat. She’s got a transistor radio logical mind
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Title Blood On The Valley Floor. Artist Soundgarden . Albums King Animal. All turns around . All together we stumbled . In there, a million pounds . Everyone with a raise around . And the smoke lies
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the day, oh yes There will be peace in the valley for me, some day. There will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I pray. There'll be no sadness, no sorrow, no troubles, troubles I see. There
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Sometimes I lead, sometimes I follow. This time I'll go where she wants me to go. She said, "Maybe today, maybe tomorrow. Go deep in the woods down the low valley road" While no one was lookin' on
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black as the sea, oh yes. There will be peace in the valley for me, some day. There will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I pray. There'll be no sadness, no sorrow. No trouble, trouble I see
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, oh yes. (There will be peace in the valley for me some day) There will be peace in the valley for me, dear Lord I pray. There'll be no sadness, no sorrow. No trouble, trouble I see. There will be
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Looking out my window. Peace in the valley just don't come. Though I know that man's my brother. And that I'm the selfish one The hour is getting later. It's time we had begun. Knowing
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I grew up in Alabama in a valley I called home. And I learned to love sweet lily from the start. But I had to do my duty yes I had to do my part. But the thought of leaving really breaks my heart
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I am for ever searching high and low. But why does everybody tell me no?. Neptune of the seas. An answer for me please. The lily of the valley doesn't know. . I lie and wait with open eyes. I
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I am for ever searching high and low. But why does everybody tell me no?. Neptune of the seas. An answer for me please. The lily of the valley doesn't know. . I lie and wait with open eyes. I
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Bài hát Feather On The Clyde (Live From The Factory Theatre In Sydney) - Passenger . Well there’s a river that runs through Glasgow. And makes her but it breaks her and takes her into the parks. And
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black as the sea, oh yes. There will be peace in the valley for me, some day. There will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I pray. There'll be no sadness, no sorrow. No trouble, trouble I see
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steady, able and the young. In the valley of the low, low sun Oh, in the shade we wander along a highway's shoulder. Out into the back of beyond. Burning the daylight into a pastime. That's too wise to
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Song Valley of the Lost Women - . The windows are frigidaire icebergs. Frozen in prickly heat. The vanishing cream victims. Are drip fed amnesia neat. Where the test card melodies warm you. In powder
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Song The Valley - Ilse DeLange. I'm in the open now, there's nothing. But my mind spinning 'round and 'round. It's throwing me into madness of loudness. Till I can't hear you at all. And not too far
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Down in the valley, valley so low. Hang your head over. And hear the wind blow. . Can't you hear the wind blow, my love. Can't you hear the wind blow. Down in the valley, valley so low
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